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Day 59
Well, I've waited all day for people to show up. I'm not staying here anymore. It's like Prom all over again.
Day 58
Today in fifth period one of my students asked me my name. It's already November. I don't know how to feel about this. Sixth period...
Day 57
Standing like Uluru, I cast my gaze upon the desks and saw that they were empty. What shadows not cast might bring pain, might also...
Day 56
Sophomore study hall has finally figured out that I was ostracizing them. Due to reading comprehension "issues" they probably think that...
Day 55
All of my plans have been tossed into the well of apathy. However if I look hard enough I see a shadowy figure crawling back skyward,...
Day 54
The sun sets and the color all drains from the land to fill the shadows in negative. The mud is as dark as the night and surely I am...
Day 53
A day breaks like a wave onto the beach of my despair. A day brings me happiness, although I disagree with some of your Friday (and...
Day 52
I had another post here but I'm taking it down and replacing it with this. Ugh. Not worth my time.
Day 51. Theatre
As Moses wandered in the desert, I too wandered. How fitting that my classroom was the Egypt I was expelled from and the Auditorium the...
Day 50. Loneliness.
Today was filled with the gravity of those that didn't show. Often we miss the sun when it is eclipsed by clouds. Every student that...
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